No one can endure such a blatant provocation, not to mention that Zhao Fu, who is unknown in life and death, lies under his feet.

Ye Sangen gritted his teeth and paused word by word, "Who are you?" ”

Unexpectedly, the other party, a man with a strong figure who could easily lift his personal position, ignored it, turned around and left.

Bending down to probe the fainting Zhao Fu on the ground, he snorted, and Bai Wuchang said, "It's still alive." ”

It's naturally best to be alive, but it doesn't matter now, his friends are treated like this in front of him, and the eyebrows of the third night are already crowded, and he doesn't care if Jiang Huaien asks if this person is a butyroside, even the king of heaven can't care so much about this kind of thing.

The other party naturally waited for the three of them to follow, deliberately slowed down his pace, and looked back, this time he just beckoned.

Night Three chased after him in greater strides.

Jiang Shu, who wanted to grab him, raised his hand to grab the air, and followed up with the last sentence, "What are you doing!" ”

Naturally, the angry night sangen ignored Jiang Shu's knowingly questioning, and walked out of the courtyard in three steps and two steps, and heard Jiang Shu shouting again: "What should I do with this person?" ”

Hearing no answer, Jiang Shu instructed Jiang Huaien, "You go and follow, I'll wait here." ”

Jiang Huaien agreed and hurried away, and when they got out, the two of them had already run away one after the other, and they didn't hesitate at the moment and strode after them.

Not to mention Ye Sangen and Jiang Huaien, who had just left with the front foot and left with the back foot, Jiang Shu, who was a qi refining martial artist, was in his mind, squatting down, first a very abrupt fork hand salute, and the palm reversal was a Tai Chi seal, and there was a qi machine in the turnover, but seeing this Bai Wuchang one hand against the unconscious Zhao Fu's chest, pinching his wrist with the other hand, the breath in his body slowly transitioned.

Different from other martial artists who have their own unique heart method, the general same technique, as if the Taoist pinched the sword trick to tie the pulse, the burial knife tomb has its own special gestures, only the left hand pinched the Buddhist flower finger, the right hand to pinch the Taoist Beidou Jue is different and unusual.

A few breaths, just looking at this middle-aged man who seemed to have taken in more air and less breath, he woke up with a groan, his eyes slowly focused, but he still had no energy, and he saw clearly who the person in front of him was, his eyes were full of panic, and his voice was extremely weak: "Someone... Someone wants to kill the third son. ”

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Unlike the neat and uniform arrangement between the cities of the capital, and the horizontal and vertical layout of walking in the meantime, there is also a lot of trouble, this homeless people from all over the world have become the wicked pit in the Gyeonggi area.

Such a chaotic pattern, coupled with the fact that the area occupied here is indeed larger, followed by the strange man's night three watches were already anxious, and in the dark night and in the depths of this big pit that rarely sees the light of day, the vision was already obstructed and blurred, and the dampness was serious under the erosion of the dark river in the pit all the year round.

Just looking at the posture of this man's dragon and tiger striding meteor, it is not difficult to see that he is a foreign martial artist, who is undoubtedly a foreign martial artist, who is to chase him several times along the way subconsciously to gather qi and concentrate his mind, and to summon the breath in his body, naturally it is also in vain, like a feather floating in the ocean, a drop in the ocean, and he is not focused.

Seeing it, he opened a long distance, and saw that the man actually stopped, and looked back at the night watchman who was gradually getting closer, and he was waiting for him.

I clearly saw that the man showed a mouthful of white teeth, and he was extremely sarcastic.

Murder and heart.

Without the breath in the body and the external qi machine, the speed can't be improved, and the night three is even more anxious, and his steps are chaotic, and he almost falls.

The man never spoke, but still used gestures instead.

He raised his right hand, held out his thumb, and flipped it downward, his eyes full of mockery.

After a distance of three or two feet, the night three stopped and concentrated his breath, trying his best to calm the anger that rose because his friend was injured in front of him.

Before facing the enemy, you must not mess with yourself, this is a big taboo.

The man still sneered, hooked his fingers again, and motioned for the third watch to step forward, he moved his hands and feet, shook his muscles and bones, rubbed his hands, and obviously deliberately lured out the third watch, in preparation to do it here.

This is an alley in disrepair, with serious collapse of earthen walls on both sides, jagged teeth, and humidity in the air, so dark and cramped, hidden and hidden, it is a good place to get started.

Listen intently and listen to the sound behind him, obviously in this complex environment, the black impermanence Jiang Huaien has been lost, and then look at the man in front of him who is obviously much stronger than himself, Ye San's heart beat faster for no reason, and suddenly there is a feeling of eagerness to try.

Since more than half a month ago in Phoenix Mountain because of the forced breakthrough and fall, a unique mental method has disappeared, but it is a pity, but it is also a blessing for Sai Weng to lose his horse and know whether it is a blessing, since the martial arts practice for nearly 20 years, but it is also biased towards the same name and the number of paths, and ignores the body forging method that is hot at night even if it is to refine qi and dominate the rivers and lakes for 20 years.

This time, I can try the number of foreign roads that I haven't paid attention to over the years.

With a hard-hitting routine, Ye Sangen suddenly rose into a frenzy that he had never had before.

It's like... It's like... Well, yes, I want to absorb the essence of heaven and earth without hesitation at the moment when the sun and moon alternate day and night for the first time, although I have never had the heavenly phenomena mentioned in the domineering mental method, but I can also feel the comfort of the majestic qi flowing throughout.

At the moment, there was also an unprecedented sensation, as if the blood was flowing faster and faster, and the whole body was tense and fell into a state of pulling the strings and full bow.

Night three grinned.

"As long as you don't run, it's easy to say anything."

It's just that Ye San didn't expect that the sturdy man who was also holding his fists and sleeves suddenly became cautious in the next moment, and the obviously mocking and disdainful smile on his face was gone, replaced by a trace of incomprehension.

I can feel the other party's gaze looking behind me, and I don't feel any obvious changes behind him, but I think it's just a means for this man to divert his attention.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that the other party turned around and ran away.

Ye San was even more stunned, and in an instant he understood that he was going to chase again, but he never thought that as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by his shoulder, only to feel a strong attack, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Years of martial arts practice has been deeply rooted in the bones, the reaction is naturally sensitive, although there is no qi traction so that the reaction in an instant is not fast, but it is also able to make the right action in the first time.

This can see the benefits of Qi Shu practitioners, since childhood for the benefits of physical boiling to appear, subconsciously the night three more tense whole body, with the power of the other party's back drag to unload the lower plate shake, until hit the wall night three watch to take advantage of the momentum to stabilize the body, but afraid that this person who suddenly shot at himself will do it again, and then hurriedly move to the side, in order to prevent the other party's pursuit.

Obviously, he was a little more cautious, and the other party, who did not move again, stood in place and did not move.

Only then did the night scan the surroundings quickly.

The muscular man who had never spoken but had repeatedly gestured with contempt for himself was long gone, and a somewhat annoyed Yesan looked at the stranger who had suddenly appeared and disrupted his movements.

In front of him, a man with a lantern tower stood in his position just now.

Or rather, the pestle in that position.

It is said that people are as strong as iron towers, and they are as fierce as cows, but they are just borrowing things to metaphor people, but the person in front of him makes Ye San, who is still leaning against the wall, feel that this is an iron tower-like cow.

Not to mention the eight-foot height, the burly figure alone can't be summed up with a big waist and a round waist, this body just standing there gives people a sense of oppression, and the bamboo lantern in his hand is as inconspicuous as the lantern he bought in his childhood.

And beside this burly man, the light of the lantern was blocked, and there was a person standing.

He is only three feet tall, and he will be on the thighs of the tower-like strong man, not only short, but also as thin as a bamboo pole and skinny.

The identities of the two people, one tall and one short, made Ye San even more guessed, but he didn't wait to speak, but the other side spoke first, and said, "Ye San Gongzi, I can't help myself." ”

The other party called out his name accurately, and Ye San was quite surprised.

When he was puzzled, the voice on the other side rose again, and said: "I have seen it familiar since you first entered the capital with that Fuying person yesterday, but I don't dare to confirm that you recognize the girl from the Yue family, I dare to believe that it is you, but I never imagined that the third prince would return to Beijing when he returned to Beijing, why are you still so confused?" Is there something going on? What are you going to do in this filthy place? ”

Ye San naturally wouldn't answer the other party's series of questions, but it was precisely the other party's words that made him guess the other party's identity.

The watchdog of Chang'an City.

After confirming the identity of this person, Ye San chuckled lightly and greeted: "It turned out to be Meng Yumeng's senior." ”

The three-foot-tall dwarf took a step forward, just out of the earthen wall and the burly man's cover, although it was still blurry, but when he turned on one side, he was illuminated by the lantern, which made Ye Sangen see his face.

Speaking of which, although they are all in the capital, Ye Sangan has only heard of this Beijing Si Yan Wei who doesn't like others to call him a watchdog, and this is really the first time I've seen him.

More than 30 years ago, the eighteen Jianghu martial arts masters who were invited by the current backer king to defend the Beijing division at night were specially set up by the former emperor Wu Jiandi to guard the imperial city, the capital, and the three places of Beijing.

Others have heard and heard, the left ear goes in and out of the right ear, but this is the capital Si Yanwei, who is as short as a three-inch nail, thinks that it is also because of his height since he was a child, and his psychology is a little dark, and when he heard others call him so, he was angry and killed the killer, and there are rumors that several members of his family died unexpectedly, and the truth is no longer verifiable.

There is no wind and no waves, and it is not surprising that this dwarf dwarf can do such a thing.

Ye San suddenly remembered that he had heard his old man say that this person's cultivation of secret techniques could keep his face immortal, but it was just his appearance, and his body functions would age as he aged.

is the only king with a different surname in this dynasty's evaluation of this, "the sheep and eggs are light outside, and the light is not in the right place".

Thinking of this night, I wanted to laugh again, but I felt that it was too rude, so I bowed slightly and hid myself in the darkness under the earthen wall.

Just looking at this extremely short-headed old man, Ye Sangen really couldn't understand how this official family, who was also a member of the public family, appeared here.

After all, whether it is the villain's pit or the North City, they are all very disgusted with the official family, especially the North City, because of the several encirclements and suppressions, few people will have a good impression of the government, but because of some unavoidable intersections, it is also common for yin to be punished by yang and yang.

It's just that Meng Yu appeared here, and Ye San still couldn't figure out why.

Meng Wei, the watchdog of the capital, carried it with both hands, "The third prince has a good memory." ”

Ye Sangen smiled lightly, got straight to the point, and asked directly: "Why is Senior Meng here?" ”

Meng Wei squinted at him and smashed his mouth, "It's a coincidence." ”

Ye San smiled even more: "It's too coincidental." ”

Meng Yu echoed and laughed twice, "What's the matter, the third prince hasn't been doing things in public for a long time, and he has forgotten the rules?" ”

Ye San was even more stunned, the meaning in his words was obvious, was it appointed by the imperial court? What did the court send him here for? Is it possible to encircle and suppress this place again?

Ye San, who didn't want to delve too much into this, hung up and asked, "Senior Meng, can you recognize that person just now?" ”

The dwarf Meng Yu nodded.

Ye San let out a questioning "oh", waiting for the other party to say clearly.

It's just that Si Yanwei, who was even shorter by the iron tower man behind him, said: "I recognize him, but I don't know who he is." ”

Ye San frowned.

Could it be that the little boy I met in Zhao Fu's courtyard was Meng Fu's grandson, how to talk about it? !